Friday, August 19, 2011





When love fades
It becomes nothing more than an empty shell

From passion red to ivory black
A tear-stained face
I kissed you goodbye

Step forward
Remember me no more
Turn back
Misery is all you get

It's hard to mend back a broken heart, they said.

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